Little Tabitha sighed. “I… wasn’t doing well mentally back then. And when you have a kid to take care of on top of that and a job as a Seraph, shit gets really overwhelming, really fast.
“…I had a mental breakdown at work one day. I don’t remember a lot about it, but apparently it was bad enough that my pleas to be let go were granted.”
Jericho was silent as Shepherd spoke, staring down at his hands, which were fidgeting in his lap. Even after the elf was done, he was still silent for a little bit.
Eventually he started to tremble. Swiping at his eyes, which were still trained down, he said, “…I’d like that.”